Cafe Blues

The place to go when feeling blue is found beside a small cafe shaded by the ivy boughs, where one can sit to chat the day while shadows shroud from passing view in shaded cool and evening blue. – – –

Hope

The daylight slipped away and stripped the flame from my last candle, but one by one the stars began to bloom in gloomy fields of sky, and I, though planted in the dark, felt the spark—that old and trusty hook— when I looked up.

The Rock Men

The rock men stand along the sides, the guardians of the road, and we drive on beneath the trees unconscious of their load. They lift the hillside from the earth where deer and rabbits stray; they block the mud from sliding down and covering our way. So should you round the bend sometime and glimpse […]

Vain Imaginations

One sure-footed day, I chanced to glance sideways and glimpsed a little speck of trouble flying at me from the west. I ran, I stumbled, I tripped. The earth beneath me slipped, tipping up like a mighty ship before succumbing to the sea. Someone let the tornadoes out inside my head, the roaring forces smashing […]

New Year’s Display

The grass glows– budded diamonds pearly in the sun– and silver frosted chain adornments dazzling the show – There’s a grace to cold aloofness gray as darkling hard silent tufts of water-freeze fluff lilting to the ground, not a sound, or face. – But snow in sunlight, like a dream night waked from crystal sleep, […]

In Your Light We See Light

What is a diamond in the dark? Or a mountain meadow with no light? What is the artist’s grandest mark or the whimsy of the clouds to night? Only blackness—like the hole that swallows whole my heart and eyes, down to the soul, blank as coal, where beauty haunts in whiffs and cries. If not […]

Gift

As dark as coal the cloudless night so cold as snow the ground. Harder than the frosted dust the hearts of men around. Thick silence knit the skies to earth, as guilty Adam dreamed of paradise he could not reach of life that might abound. – The night was split in cries of light a […]

Shadows

Shadows (shadows only) see the infant king. The shadow of a tired mother head upon the lap of a man, too tired to sleep. The shadows of the animals that peer in interest down at their firs lodger–in their trough. The shadows of the shepherds, hot and out of breath, that smell of sheep and […]

Snowy Night

White shiny carpet in lumps of sugar-candy shares time with the stars. – – – Photo by Jim Wilce: https://www.pexels.com

Pondering

That lucid moment that parted all the pain behind from all the pain ahead— like God parting the sea and coming through to meet her— shined— brighter than the star, brighter than the angel hosts, brighter than the gleam in shepherds’ eyes. This was no stable— but a palace. These were no shepherds— but princes. […]